I was horrified. How? When? Where? My mind could only form one answer, an answer I didn't like.
"Annabeth," The Peacemaker demanded. "Come on."
I turned away from the arrow shaft in the corner, and started following him.
I didn't feel like doing anything before dinner. I just sat on the bed, deep in thougt. Suddenly, my head snapped up. I knew the answer to why Percy and I were the tributes. I scowled in fury.
Of course. Hecate cursed the reaping ball.
I was about to start screaming when there was a knock at the door. It was Effnia telling me that dinner was ready. I followed her, where Katniss was sitting. No Percy. I waited about ten minutes. Still no Percy.
"Effnia," I asked, turning to her. "Didn't you tell Percy as well?"
"Why, yes I did," She mused. "I'm surprised he hasn't come down yet."
Without asking, I bolted out of my seat and ran down the hall. I had to go get Percy.
Without knocking, I opened the door. I probably broke it, but I didn't care. Percy was just sitting there, and his head jerked up when I came in. I sat next to him.
"Percy," I soothed. "Why are you still here?"
He shook his head.
"Percy," I said in a sterner voice. "Talk to me."
He shook his head.
"Perseus," I demanded, looking him in the eyes. "If you don't speak to me, I'll make you my first target in the arena!"
His eyes went wild. "Ok, ok!" he exclaimed. "What do you want?" his voice seemed weak, like he hadn't used it in weeks.
I noticed something that hadn't been there before The Reaping. I didn't pay enough attention to his face during The Reaping. Above his right eye, to the left side of his nose, and on his right cheek were scars. Deep scars.
"P-percy?" I asked him. "How-?"
He turned away immediatly.
"If your asking," he told me. "I don't want to go to dinner."
I was shocked. Ok, I could see a kid from 1, maybe 2, doing that. But district 12? Never in a million years.
"Fine, then," I replied, standing up. "But I'm coming back to get you when we watch the Reapings."
Then I left the room, and didn't look back.
Train, watching the reapings
It took me a few minutes to get Percy out. Nothing had to deal with his leg, the Avox helped mend it already.
When we finally got situated, we turned then on.
Both tributes from 1 were volenteers. The boy had bulging muscles, a deep tan, and flaming red hair. The girl had paler skin, long jet black hair, and she was skinny and athletic.
There were no volenteers for district 2. The boy was lean and athletic, with golden skin, a crooked smile, and brown side sweped hair. The girl had a light tan, a permanent scowl etched on her face, and short, snow colored hair. She had a musculer build, and strong hands.
In district 3, the girl was the volenteer. She had dark skin with flowing black hair. She didn't seem much as a threat, since she was slightly overweight and didn't look all that bright. The boy was also darker skinned, with messy light brown hair and a musculer build.
District 4 was the last to have any volenlenteers. The boy who volenteered had a deep tan, was lean and athletic, and had strawberry blond hair. The girl was his sister, with a light tan and blocky build. She also had long, curly, strawberry blond hair.
District 5's tributes were also brother and sister, both with pale skin and dark hair. They also both had the sam musculer build.
District 6 had no volenteers. But...wait. The boy was...no. That was Leo Valdez, no doubt about it. Or, one of his great-great-great-great-great-great-great grand-sons. The girl I swear was decended from Frank and Hazel, with pale, asian skin and dark curls.
For district 7, the boy had a deep tan, blocky build, and short, blond hair. The girl was lean and agile, and was definatley a strong thinker. She had dark, wavy hair along with pale skin. She may be a challenge.
District 8 was simmilar, with a musculer male and lean, athletic female.
District 9 was nothing special. Two short kids with deep tans, frizzy red hair, and almond shaped green eyes. Most likely twins.
District 10's tributes were scary. The boy was musculer from herding livesotck, had dark skin, and bleached blond hair. He looked like he'd be good with a knife, and he looked smart too. The girl looked too much like Clarisse. She also had a musculer build, sun-bleached skin, and long, auburn hair. She also had a scowl etched on her face, and she had the firey look in her eyes like an Ares kid.
District 11's looked smart. The boy was very tan, lean, and agile. He had a pair of glasses held together with tape, and a grin that told you he had an IQ of about 456. The girl was darker skinned and had long, wavy fire red hair. She had the smirk of a serial prankster, along with the gleam in her orange eyes that said behind them was a smart and strategic mind.
Then came district 12. I watched as my name was called, and I walked slowly and shyly up to the stage, keeping my head down. Then Percy's was called, and he limped up to the stage escorted by two Peacekeepers who looked happy to see him go. As the camera zoomed in, I saw the piece of evidence I needed. Therw were the scars on his face which hadn't been there the night he was harassed by Dylan.
The last piece about his week before the reaping popped into place. And the picture wasn't pretty.